The rough skin of the Qilockmon is obviously difficult to break through the surface of it. After Shen Moli looked around, he turned his gaze to the top of the dark thorn point.

However, it is not easy to fly the spiritual power over the top of the spikes, and then rescue the last armor from the top of the last armor.

The spikes on the Qilock Beast's body were like forged and elongated swords, and the stabs were extremely sharp everywhere.

Shen Moli was in the position at this time, but she was alone. In such a narrow position, even if she raised her hand slightly, she would be cut by the spike blade, let alone such a big action as the sacrificial spiritual power flying to the top. As long as the spiritual power is slightly unstable, Shen Moli is very likely to be injured by the sharp blade.

And the location of Mojia is much narrower than Shen Moli. Mojia stood straight, and there was no gap around him. It was obviously extremely difficult to bring the last armor out of this narrow position without letting the last armor touch the spikes around it that were a few points sharper than the sword.

What worries Shen Moli even more is that the top spike doesn't know how high it is, and when she sacrifices the spirit power to Ling Fei, she can't see the situation of the end of the armor. Shen Moli couldn't be sure if something would happen to Mojia during the time he was away.

But I was stuck in it, and I couldn't solve the current crisis. The longer the trap, the higher the risk factors, Shen Moli weighed the pros and cons, and only took a risk.

"The Deed-" When he saw that Shen Moli was about to fly up, Mo Jia suddenly spoke.

"But what's the discomfort?" Shen Moli stopped in mid-air, looked at Mo Jia and asked.

The longer the heart is damaged, the longer it drags in the tunnel, the more dangerous the situation becomes. At this time, Shen Moli was stopped, which made Shen Moli's uneasiness rise a little.

But seeing that Mojia shook his head lightly and said: "The deed person is careful all the way, no matter what the road ahead, Mojia has regarded the deed person as a close friend of life and death......"

"Needless to say, wait until I get back. Shen Moli stopped Mo Jia's words, stopped staying, and flew cautiously all the way up.

Mojia has an introverted personality, and at this time, it is clear that it is the last words of life and death. Just a unicorn beast, Shen Moli didn't believe that he would let the lives of the two of them be explained here.

The road ahead was narrow and straight, and Shen Moli's spiritual power worked dexterously, but it didn't take long for him to see the tip of the spike. Before he could look far and turn over the spikes and rush to the more narrow place where the last armor was trapped, a tyrannical roar suddenly came from the place where the last armor was, and at first glance, it sounded the same as the roar of the mountain demon before.

"Mojia-" Shen Moli shouted into the darkness out of sight, but what responded to her was deserted.

The distance between the top and the bottom of the spike is actually not very far, under normal circumstances, the sound of Shen Moli shouting, it is impossible for Mo Jia not to hear it. Although Mojia was seriously injured, it shouldn't be much of a problem to respond loudly.

However, at this time, the silence in the air was undoubtedly silently verifying that something had happened on the other side of the end of the armor!

Shen Moli turned around sharply, and was just about to turn over the spikes and rush to the end of the armor, when suddenly a weak shout came from not far from her side: "Help me!

Looking for the sound, I saw that the white ball was covered in blood, and I don't know when it was hung on a spike, and at this time, he was looking at Shen Moli with a dying breath, and his eyes were full of pitiful distress for help.

Seeing Shen Moli looking at him, Bai Qiu murmured even harder to Shen Moli for help: "I...... I'm dying...... Help me......"

The trembling sound lines of the words make the weakness of the white ball even more dripping at the moment.

Shen Moli pointed to Bai Lang, and in just a moment, he took the white ball off the spike. She held the white ball into the palm of her hand, and carefully descended to the spiritual power of the last armor again.

The rescued white ball, where Shen Moli's eyes were out of sight, flashed fiercely in his big eyes again. Could it be that Mojia suddenly turned into a mountain demon, and it suddenly had a huge force unexpectedly, breaking the spikes and breaking out, how could it pretend to be pitiful in this place to delay Shen Moli's time.

Its realm of the Demon Dao is not high, and it is not easy to hunt the rest of the monsters in the dark path. In order to gain Shen Moli's trust, he still hurriedly used some means to hunt and kill the monster in a very short period of time, staining its blood on its body in order to feign its serious injury.

It was only because of its delay that the news that the Qilock Beast had delivered to it was that the mountain demon who had escaped had not yet been captured, which made Baiqiu extremely dissatisfied.

After it learned that Mojia had appeared, it thought about it for a long time before it made up its mind to use Mojia as bait to lure Shen Moli to the other side of the flower. Without Mo Jia as bait, it could only follow the original risky method to lure Shen Moli to the other side of the flower.

At this time, in the darkness that Shen Moli couldn't see, the mountain demon was constantly smashing away those sharp spikes with the strength that came from nowhere, and fled outside the huge body of the Qilock Beast. Along the way the mountain demon escaped, more spikes kept rising from the ground, threatening to trap the mountain demon in it.

However, the mountain demon at this moment is no longer the last armor before, its strength is incomparably huge, and its mind has returned to the violent state when it was affected by the hedron. It kept slamming away the spikes, even though it was bloodied, and the rubble on the stone did not stop.

The white ball stayed quietly in Shen Moli's palm, but he was so anxious in his heart. With the mountain demon's chaotic running, it won't take long to escape from the trap of the unicorn beast. Although it is the owner of this unicorn beast, it is imprisoned in the body of this white ball in the dark passage, and it is unable to sacrifice its own magic power to manipulate the unicorn beast forward.

Right now, it is the most important thing for it to deceive Shen Moli, and it can't take action in person to tie up the mountain demon and come back.

After thinking about it, Baiqiu decided to make a plan and let the mountain demon leave.

Due to the fracture of the bottom, countless spikes collapsed in all directions as Shen Moli descended. The spikes that kept falling made Shen Moli's danger even more advanced and decreased. Like a butterfly, she swirled and flew between the crooked spikes, skilfully avoiding the spikes that hurt at the slightest touch.

The light and agile movements made the white ball more certain, Shen Moli must be the one who could lead the other side flower to appear. Its small mouth, which was always covered by its hands, was hidden in the darkness to reveal a wicked smile, and several sharp and bloody sharp teeth were hidden in the small mouth, secretly shining with cold light. That was the only thing that the white ball was forced to confine in this fluffy ball body under the punishment of the other side flower.

For Shen Moli, Bai Qiu kept selling delicate and pretending to be pure, so he naturally didn't want Shen Moli to see the evil hidden in his mouth.

The white ball was presented in Shen Moli's palm, and after a short time, he followed Shen Moli to the position where Mo Jia had stayed earlier.

I saw that the narrow space that was originally surrounded by spikes had broken a way at this time. The spikes on both sides of the road were crooked, and they went to the path that was obviously broken by an external force, and the camera was not visible in the dark.

With the help of the mountain demon forcibly opening up a crooked road, the white ball's eyes flashed brightly. The road pointed to the direction of the road to the other side of the flower.